Chapter 31
Sakurada Ranch sounds like a ranch for raising cattle and sheep, but it actually covers more than 150 acres and includes a farm, shops, landscaped flower fields, greenhouses, and even a sightseeing train.
Kazuma Hagoromo was amazed and took many photos. He decided to have the old NPCs in the Kamo family follow the same goal.
You can't just stick to growing vegetables on your small plot of land. Look at these integrated farms; you can definitely earn more.
Aside from the chocolate strawberry flavor that Gojo Satoru specifically requested, Hato Kazuma bought a little bit of almost everything: milk, chocolate, butter honey, sweet potato, plum, and matcha... He grabbed a little bit of every flavor available on the shelf, stuffing Fushiguro Megumi's bag to the brim.
I also bought some limited-edition caramel popcorn, which is also sold at Sakurada. According to the staff, it's been selling really well lately and is very popular with dessert lovers.
After hearing this, Kazuma Hatake immediately took out his money and paid the bill.
"I'll take it, and one pack of each of the other flavors too."
"Okay, thank you for your patronage."
Carrying two oversized shopping bags, even her previously deflated handbag was now bulging like a ball. Fushiguro Megumi: "…………"
There's no reason to buy souvenirs like you're buying supermarket stock!
Before rushing to catch his flight, Kazuma Hatori made a special phone call to the very kind-hearted Uncle Saito. He first thanked him for his help and then instructed him not to accept any news interviews and not to tell anyone that he was the one who called the police for help.
Uncle Saito laughed heartily and readily agreed.
As for the police and the media, Kazuma Hatori directly called Nokichi Kamo and instructed him to use the Kamo family's influence to suppress the issue—forbidding the release of any news reports about the search and rescue operation, especially prohibiting the disclosure of information about him and Megumi Fushiguro.
He also glanced at the Kamo family's control level displayed in the system and confirmed that it was still more than 80% under his control.
"Shh, let's go back quietly."
Kazuma Hatori showed his phone to Megumi Fushiguro; the lit screen displayed a list of names he had obtained from Nokichi Kamo.
"I'll suddenly appear in the meeting room and call out their names one by one. Anyone who's scared is hiding something."
They hide behind shoji doors all day long, refusing to show their true faces. Do they really think he can't do anything to them?
"..." Fushiguro Megumi remained silent for a moment, "I think anyone who is suddenly called out by you will be a little scared."
After spending two short days together, he had a general idea of what Kamo-sensei's style of doing things.
"Then let's kill them one by one to make them even more afraid so that they will never dare to do anything underhanded again."
As he prepared to board the plane, Kazuma Hatori put away his phone and said casually.
Fushiguro Megumi: "..." See, just as I expected.
The reason why this Kamo-sensei isn't wanted as a curse master is probably because the targets of his threats are different...
Harming ordinary humans will result in being labeled a curse master and being wanted and hunted down; harming the Directorate General will only make them swallow their anger and dare not act rashly.
But that didn't stop them from trying to rebel in secret.
In short, Fushiguro Megumi still went back with Hato Kazuma on the fastest flight, without even asking the high school to arrange for someone to pick her up after she got off the plane.
Except for one.
"Yo!"
Wearing a casual jacket, Gojo Satoru waved to them, his other hand still in his pocket; the sunglasses under his soft white hair had been replaced with oval-lens motorcycle-style ones, making him look extremely cool and attracting a lot of glances from passersby.
When Kazuma Hatake, carrying shopping bags in both hands, led Megumi Fushiguro, who was also carrying shopping bags in both hands, over upon hearing the noise, he seemed very happy.
"Hmm? Which one is the gift bag for me?"
Gojo Satoru held the arm of his sunglasses with one hand and pulled them down slightly, revealing a beautiful glimpse of misty blue in his azure eyes as he curiously surveyed the shopping bags in their hands.
"They're all yours."
Kazuma Hatake stretched out both hands toward Satoru Gojo—Megumi Fushiguro, standing behind him with a stern face, also gestured with the shopping bags in his hands to indicate that these were all his.
And there's also that crossbody bag with the zipper almost bursting.
"Huh? They're all for me?"
Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru's hand slipped, and his sunglasses were pulled down by more than half. He stared wide-eyed at Hato Kazuma's blue eyes, and even the rising intonation of his voice had a slight nasal tone. His whole demeanor suddenly changed from cool to super cute.
Anyway, I think Kazuma Hatori is super cute.
That 236 gold coins was well spent!
"Did you drive here, Satoru? Is there anywhere to park your car?" he asked Gojo Satoru.
"Well... although I passed my driver's license test on my first try, I've hardly ever driven, so my proficiency is basically zero."
As Gojo Satoru put his sunglasses back on, he casually shrugged and took the shopping bags from Hatori Kazuma's hands.
He was overjoyed to receive so many more gifts than he had expected, his lips curling into a wide smile.
"This time it was you who emphasized wanting to avoid people from the sorcery world, so I chose a safer mode of transportation that could also be used discreetly and is extremely convenient to move around in!"
Leading them to the roadside, Gojo Satoru mysteriously showed off to Hatori Kazuma, pointing in that direction with his shopping bag in hand.
"Ta-da—it's a sidecar motorcycle! Super cool!"
Satoru Gojo was exceptionally enthusiastic and full of energy. When introducing this special model of motorcycle, it was as if he were sharing his favorite super fun toy with Kazuma Hagoromo. He looked extremely happy.
"Can you drive? If you can, I want to sit in the sidecar! Wow, as soon as I saw this car, I wanted to try riding in the sidecar..."
When he came to pick up Kazuma and the others, he even changed into an appropriate outfit!
"…………"
Fushiguro Megumi stared in astonishment at the three-wheeled motorcycle with a sidecar on the right.
Is this kid still a child...?
Gojo Satoru: "By the way, it costs 3.5 million yen."
It's still so expensive!!
"Oh, great! I'm very good at driving this car."
Kazuma Hatori took the key from Satoru Gojo, rolled up his sleeves, and hopped into the driver's seat—he'd driven this thing countless times in the PUBG game, so it was second nature to him.
Fushiguro Megumi sighed resignedly, and as Gojo Satoru sat in the sidecar, he picked up his shopping bag and sat down in the back seat.
The air was still for a moment, and the sidecar motorcycle remained motionless.
Kazuma Hatake: "…………"
Fushiguro Megumi: "…………"
Gojo Satoru: "?"
Kazuma Hatori silently looked up from the dashboards he couldn't understand at all and spoke sincerely.
"Sorry, this is not quite what I expected."
When playing games, you only need to press the control keys to easily control any mode of transportation—even a plane can easily take off and crash into anything...
But this overly free and open virtual game really does want him to be open.
His real-life counterpart outside the game is still a high school student... He's not even old enough to get a driver's license yet.
The only mode of transportation he truly knows how to use is a bicycle.
"—"
Gojo Satoru let out a super disappointed interjection and switched places with Hato Kazuma.
These bags of souvenirs will be placed temporarily next to the seat in the sidecar.
Damn it, he clearly wanted to ride in a sidecar too!
"Let's send Hui back to her hometown in Saitama first. She should rest well for the next few days. I'll handle the rest of the evaluation process."
Although he said he "only passed the driving test and his actual proficiency is basically zero", Kazuma Hatori's movements as Gojo Satoru drove the motorcycle were smooth and extremely skilled, not at all like someone who had just bought this super expensive sidecar motorcycle.
Even his driving posture—wearing sunglasses, half-crouching, and letting his silver-white hair flutter in the strong wind—was incredibly cool.
Kazuma Hatori suddenly realized that the sidecar design was really great—unlike the back seat where you could only see Gojo Satoru's back, this side seat position allowed you to conveniently appreciate every move of the handsome Daigo. It was simply a perfect seat with an excellent view!
Gojo Satoru, who had been stared at without any attempt to conceal his gaze by those faintly gleaming black eyes the entire way: "…………"
"That thing you mentioned,"
He didn't know how to describe the emotions that had suddenly arisen in his heart, so he could only cough to cover it up and start talking about the topics they had discussed on the phone earlier.
“I will try to investigate those [windows] that were originally monitoring Mount Asahidake, as well as the senior logistics personnel who arranged this mission, to see who they had contacted before.”
“No need for you to go through all that trouble,” Kazuma Hato said. “I’ll just go to the meeting and kill a few people; there will definitely be some willing to talk.”
"But if we accidentally miss the real culprit, it might just make them hide even deeper, right?" Gojo Satoru laughed. "You're even more inclined to solve problems with force than I am."
Kazuma Hatori blinked his black eyes without saying a word, but his meaning was clear.
As long as he can solve the problem, killing a few old men is not a psychological burden for him at all.
"Killing them is an easy thing, but the consequences of killing them are super troublesome."
Gojo Satoru said, "The three great families have been around since at least the Heian period, right? The intricate web of power and resources is very complex. If you just brutally wipe them out in one go, you'll only create another group of higher-ups who see you as an even bigger thorn in their side."
“Then kill them all, until someone who supports me comes up,” Kazuma Hatake replied.
"The entire world of sorcery is rotten to the core. Even if we kill everyone using this method, we still can't achieve the right reforms."
Gojo Satoru laughed. He was driving the motorcycle, yet he still managed to free up one hand to ruffle Hagoromo Kazuma's hair.
"That's why I want to become a teacher, to nurture reliable and intelligent companions from [Niao] who can truly reset the world of magic. Megumi, you're one of them too."
Fushiguro was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he was included as well.
"Anyway, your method isn't entirely unfeasible, but it can be considered a backup plan that we have to implement as a last resort. For now, let me investigate and see if I can find anything. I have a feeling that there's more to this than meets the eye. Hmm... In that case, you can't just go back to the vocational high school, and going to Kyoto, the stronghold of the conservatives, is definitely out of the question..."
With a slight frown, Hato Kazumi said that he wouldn't mind killing until someone supported him, since there would always be people who would obey his orders out of fear of death. Then he heard Gojo Satoru continue.
"Why don't you stay at my apartment for a few days?"
"good."
Kazuma Hatake replied succinctly and forcefully in a second.
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